Grishnakh: What about their legs? They don't need those. Ooh, they look tasty!
Grima: Oh, but you are alone. Who knows what you have spoken to the darkness, the bitter watches of the night? When all your life seems to shrink. The walls of your bower closing in about you. So fair...so cold, like a morning pale spring still clinging to winter's chill.
It seems Grima knows Eowyn better than we think.
I also like the line Gandalf speaks to Wormtonge when he arrives at Meduseld, as previously mentioned
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Men are from Earth. Women are from Earth. Deal with it.
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